Lil_Miss_Rarity

The Beginning: "For Whom the Sweetie Belle Tolls" Bad End

In an infinite number of universes, all things are possible...

What if Princess Luna hadn't been able to inhabit Sweetie Belle's dreams and get her to fix her cruel prank to ruin her sister's life? What if some unknown dark power had prevented her from doing so in order to set its own plans into motion???

That is exactly what happened...

By now, everyone knows the story of how Sweetie Belle, little sister of the fashionista unicorn Rarity, sought to get back at her big sister for always showing her up with the fancy and utterly beautiful dresses she made. Rarity had completed work on a dazzling headdress for a very special client, Equestria's own self-proclaimed Princess of Pop, Sapphire Shores. The one thing holding the entire piece together was a single grand stitch woven through the centerpiece. Without this stitch, the entire thing would collapse. While Rarity was asleep before her trip to Canterlot to give the elaborate headdress to Ms. Shores, Sweetie Belle snuck into her room and removed the stitch from the headdress as her ultimate act of revenge, not caring what it did to her sister's career, or even her life. At the moment, all Sweetie Belle cared about was ponies actually taking notice of her, instead of her sister's dresses. After removing the thread, Sweetie Belle went to sleep herself, confident that her plan was a success. But somepony had been watching her...

Princess Luna, ruler of the night and keeper of dreams, had delved into Sweetie Belle's mind and knew her malicious intentions well... When the little filly went to sleep after sabotaging the headdress, Luna immediately set to work crafting the perfect dream to get Sweetie Belle to see the error of her ways. As she was flying over the landscape of the false Equestria in the filly's dream, however, she began to feel a dark presence following her; one that should not be... As she pondered this, wicked black tendrils suddenly shot up from the ground below and wrapped themselves around Luna's legs, trying to pull her down into the trees. Luna flailed and fought back with her magic, incinerating as many of the horrid things as she could as more came up to wrap themselves around her body. Just as she felt she might escape this darkness, it suddenly made itself known to her, rising up from the shadowy depths of the forest below as a great beast, jutting violet flames from its nostrils as it caught the princess in its grasp. Luna's eyes widened in horror as she recognized the demonic creature, just before she broke the connection for her own safety... Even then, she still couldn't get his image out of her mind...

Abaddon...

Meanwhile, Sweetie Belle was dreaming that she was the greatest writer/director/actor in all of Equestria, and she was being called up to accept her award... This time, unlike what everyone knows, there was no rainstorm, no fleeing crowds, the award didn't melt in Sweetie Belle's grip, and there was no Luna to save her from a maniacal Rarity cloud... All was peaceful...

The next morning, Rarity left bright and early for Canterlot, serene in the knowledge that everything would go according to plan. She arrived at the rehearsal hall on time with her friends and belongings in tow, and presented her monumental accomplishment to Sapphire Shores, who eagerly placed the headdress upon herself and posed before her crowd of admirers. Rarity watched beaming with delight as her efforts were paying off.

Then, the unthinkable happened...

One of the long, beautiful feathers fell from the headdress right before her eyes, landing at Sapphire's hooves. Another fell, and another, and before Rarity could even let out a gasp the entire headdress she had worked so hard on crumpled backwards and fell apart, its pieces scattered around the pop icon as she gave Rarity a scornful look.

"Looks like I made a mistake here..." Sapphire exclaimed to one of her backup dancers as Rarity knelt down and gathered up the pieces in her hooves, cradling them as if they were the remains of a precious child.

"B-b-b-but this is impossible! I-I-I checked and rechecked everything! This couldn't have happened!"

"You sure about that, honey?"

"Please! You must believe me!"

The only response she got was the jeering laughter from Sapphire Shores and her backup dancers as she gathered up the remaining pieces and ran from the building in tears...

It was only then that Sweetie Belle realized what she had done, as her sister had become a nervous wreck, especially when it came to making dresses. Not to mention Sapphire Shores was smearing her name all over the pavement every chance she got, as big-time celebrities like her often did to ponies that displeased them... There were times when the extreme pressure she would place herself under would cause her to snap at any little provocation, even making her get physically violent towards Sweetie Belle, who would come to school on more than one occasion with a very bad bruise or two or even a black eye. She would always cover up for her big sister, though, saying the bruises were from her bumping into something, or tripping on the way to school, or falling down the stairs, and Rarity would always be waiting for her when she got home to take her into a tight embrace, apologizing over and over again for hurting her and telling her that she always loves her, all the while sobbing into her little sister's shoulder...

One day, Rarity had a big order of dresses to fill, and she was very stressed out... She wasn't eating, she hadn't slept in a while, and she was becoming more and more agitated... At this point, Sweetie Belle was done watching her sister slowly killing herself, but she wasn't ready to confess the truth to her just yet, not sure how Rarity would react to it in her current state... She went into Rarity's room and pleaded with her to at least eat something, even going so far as to threaten to rip up the dress she was working on if she didn't. Enraged, Rarity pounced on her sister and began strangling the life out of her, her eyes wide, bloodshot, and filled with pure insanity. Only after she felt her sister's body go limp in her grip did she come to her senses, and thankfully she had merely deprived her of oxygen to the point of unconsciousness and nothing worse than that, but when Sweetie Belle regained consciousness in Rarity's bed with her sister tending to her, Rarity told her one thing...

She would make dresses... no more...

It had been her passion, her life, but thanks to the stress and pressure since the incident with Sapphire Shores, and the constant stream of insults and snide remarks from the pop star's fan club, she now saw it was taking such a toll on her that it was turning her into a monster... And it had taken her nearly killing her own sister for her to realize it... In the end, she decided, if she had to choose between her passion and her sister, she would choose her sister...

But this still wasn't what Sweetie Belle had hoped for. Her original intent had been to make Rarity cut back on her dress making a bit, and instead she had ended up completely destroying her sister! Eventually, as the customers stopped coming and the money began trickling away, Sweetie was forced to move back with her and Rarity's parents, and by then she knew what she had to do. She needed to confess to Sapphire Shores herself and get her to give Rarity another chance. But to even get close to such a huge pop icon, Sweetie Belle needed influence, and luckily, Rarity just so happened to be friends with a princess...

Now all alone in her empty boutique, save for her dear cat Opalescence, Rarity was left to reflect on what led her to this state as she looked around the eerily quiet home, now starting to appear in a state of disrepair. She used to be the most successful fashionista in Equestria, with customers coming from as far as Canterlot for her services. Now she had no money, no one wanted anything from her, and she couldn't even feed her cat a decent meal anymore... She decided, though it had been a long time since she had stopped, that she would make one more dress...

She gathered what remaining material she had left and set to work, but she just couldn't find the spark of inspiration she once had... Had she really lost her touch too??? After many hours of frustration she got up from her sewing machine and strode over to where Opal was laying down, in order to take some comfort knowing that her baby still loved her... When she reached a hoof out to stroke Opal's soft white fur, she was met with an angry hiss and a swipe from Opal's paw. A long period of agitation and not being taken care of properly must have taken its toll on the cat as well, and she hissed again as Rarity approached, wondering what was wrong with her baby. It was almost as if Opal had become possessed by pure hate. One last time, she tried to consul her precious cat, and that's when Opal's irritation transformed instantly into full-blown rage... Anypony within range of the Carousel Boutique probably would have heard Rarity's ear-piercing scream break the silence of the night air as Opal lunged, claws fully bared, right onto her mommy's face...

Only a few minutes later, Rarity was staring in shock at the mutilated corpse of Opalescence, laying motionless between her and the bloodstained wall, the cat's face contorted into an expression of permanent anguish... How could this happen??? The last thing she remembered, she was writhing about in agony on the floor, screaming in agony as her own cat ripped and tore at her once-beautiful face with swift, deep strokes of her sharp claws... And now... her Opal... dead??? Did she do this??? her face still stung horribly from the deep wounds, and was practically soaked with her own blood. Occasionally a drop or two of blood--or a tear trickling down her cheek--would fall from her face and land with a small splash in the still-growing pool of ruby-red liquid spreading from the recently deceased cat... She could see herself reflected in it, the crimson hue giving her an almost... evil appearance... Like something out of the pits of Tartarus...

"It's okay, Rarity... It's okay... Opal attacked you... You've got the scars to prove it! She got angry... and used her... little sharp claws..."

"Oh, Rarity... Oh, what have you done...? How will I tell my friends??? 'Oh, it was an accident! I didn't MEAN to MURDER my helpless cat!'"

"This is a nightmare... Maybe I'll just... wake up?"

"Just... just don't think about it... Think about something... else... Maybe, try to make a dress again, or... No... I didn't..."

"I'm not... feeling... --good-- about what I did... am I??? N-no..."

"No! NO!!! Of course not! That's silly! I... I killed my cat! Because she... clawed my... gorgeous face..."

"OF COURSE I don't feel good! Oh, my poor widdle Opal-Wopal! How could I???"

"Even if she attacked you, you had no right! You MONSTER!!! You sick... twisted... MURDERER!!!"

"Oh, Celestia! Whatever have I done??? I'm a murderer! I killed a poor helpless kitten!"

Rarity bowed her head in her hooves, causing the wounds to sting even more. And then something else came into her mind... She couldn't deny, the feeling of Opal's claws digging into her did feel quite... exhilarating... Never before in her entire life had she felt so very... alive... She looked up and peered at her reflection in the puddle of Opal's blood, her face still covered in her own blood from many open wounds...

"No! NO!!! She attacked you! It was self defense! You're not a monster!"

"You defended yourself! She lashed out, and cut your pretty face!"

"Pull yourself together, Rarity! Mommy's stronger than this, and Mommy's still PRETTY!!! And besides..."

She began to chuckle softly in the deep silence of the boutique, the sides of her mouth expanding into a wide grin, as her reflection, eyes wide with a maniacal lust she had never felt before in her life until now, did the same...

"You've learned something new from this experience..."

"How wonderful it feels to BLEED..."

The next day, Sweetie Belle took the first train to Canterlot and immediately went to see Princess Twilight Sparkle, one of Rarity's best friends. She told her about her desire to confess her sabotage of the headdress to Sapphire Shores, and Twilight agreed to take her to the concert that afternoon. They arrived just in time for her opening remarks...

"Who all wants to hear a funny story about my ex-costume designer???"

A picture of Rarity appeared on the jumbo-tron as the ponies in the audience laughed and mocked at it. Sweetie Belle began to cry as Twilight seethed with absolute hatred at the utter sideshow they were making of her friend. As Sapphire's horrid mockery reached its breaking point, so did Twilight's anger, and she destroyed the jumbo-tron with one magical blast, reducing it to a smoldering pile of circuits and wires as the princess of magic stormed onto the stage and ordered the terrified pop icon to listen to Sweetie Belle's plea. She added in a whisper that it would be a real shame if everypony in that audience were to discover their star's true colors... as a blank flank...

Sweetie Belle finally was able to confess through her tears that she had pulled out the stitch that was supposed to hold the headdress together, getting down on her knees and practically begging Sapphire to go to Rarity and give her another chance. In part because she was afraid what Princess Twilight would do to her if she refused, but mostly because she truly did feel pity for the little filly's plight, Sapphire agreed to go to Carousel Boutique alone and confront Rarity one on one about Sweetie Belle's confession. Little did she know that this would be the last time anypony would ever see her alive...

Rarity spent the next day cleaning up around the boutique from the mess she had made of it last night. She now felt more inspired than ever before, and she was eager to get back to work as soon as she was able! Unfortunately, the dress she was working on had been totally ruined by both her and Opal's blood, and she didn't have sufficient material to make a new one, nor any money to buy some... She would need to get more somehow...

Sapphire Shores arrived at the Carousel Boutique that evening, not feeling the need to be formal for this meeting. As she approached the front door, she couldn't help but feel that something was... off... You know that feeling you get when you just know something really, really bad is about to happen to you? Sapphire had that feeling crawling all over her body... That feeling only worsened when she went to knock on the front door and it creaked open slowly at her touch...

"R-Rarity...? You in here, hun???"

"Sapphire??? Darling??? Is that you???"

At the top of the stairs, her head just out of the moonlight, stood the white unicorn, her face hidden in shadows. Sapphire gave a nervous wave as she looked up at her.

"Listen, honey, about everything that's happened... well... I came by to give you a clean slate..."

"Oh??? Well, that's terrific news, dear! In fact, I've actually been thinking of some new designs that I think you'll feel are just to DIE for!"

Sapphire had to fight the urge to throw up as Rarity stepped fully into the moonlight and revealed a truly horrific sight. Her face looked like it had gotten into a fight with a woodchipper and lost... badly! She stepped toward the unicorn and put her forehooves on her shoulders, a concerned look in her eyes...

"Oh... oh, sweet Celestia, Rarity... What happened to you, girl??? Your face..."

"Oh, you like them, dear? I feel they help bring out the inner beauty as well as the outer..."

"Right... Seriously, though, I really think you need to have those looked at... We should take you to go see a doctor..."

"A doctor??? Whatever for??? Why, I feel fine, dear! In fact, I feel better than I've ever felt in my entire life!"

"Well... if you're sure... I guess we could start things over by talking about your new ideas..."

"Perfect! In fact, I'm glad you're here, darling, seeing as how you're an integral part of a few of them..."

Sapphire pulled back from the unicorn. For some reason, she didn't like the way Rarity said that...

"Okay... um... how so?"

"Oh, silly... You ARE them!"

Before Sapphire had time to react, she felt something large and heavy slam into the side of her head, knocking her out. Rarity set the sewing machine down carefully with her magic before dragging Sapphire's limp, unconscious body down to the basement... It would be quite an easy task to cover for her sudden disappearance, with that new deranged madpony Pinkamina on the loose... Oh, what a horrible fate! Equestria's biggest pop icon on her way to make peace with Rarity when she was suddenly abducted by the evil Pinkamina! Rarity chuckled at the thought, as she hung Sapphire from the ceiling chained by her forehooves, and then made some finishing touches on her little side-project, a small pony doll made from Opal's skin... Once Sapphire awoke, then the real fun would begin...

Sapphire Shores was never seen or heard from again... A few months after she was reported missing, however, Rarity released a Sapphire Shores tribute line of leather-based outfits as part of her big comeback. According to her...

"It's like you're wearing a little piece of Sapphire Shores!"

Mommy's still pretty...

Owner of Carousel_Boutique

Friends:
Twilight Sparkle
Rainbow Dash (Rainbow_Futa)
Pinkie Pie (Yummy_Pinky)
Applejack (Applejack_Secret)
Fluttershy

Family:
Sweetie Belle (sister)
Hondo Flanks (father)
Pearl Belle (mother)
Diamond_Love (daughter)
Luna_May (daughter-in-law)
Pil (son)
TiraT (taur mother)


Slaves:
Corrupt_Rarity
Deadre
Ryan_F
MicroWarriorRaidy
Scoots

Mistresses:
XPinkamina (I love it when she treats me like a slab of meat!)
Molestia (I am her personal toilet...)
Miss_Sharptooth

Pets:
Opalescence (cat, deceased)

Lovers:
Prince Blueblood (ex-crush; still counts)
Spike (Lord_Spike)
Tom the Diamond--er, I mean, Rock (A scar upon my mind from Discord, sadly... I can't stop thinking about him...)
Harey_Houdini

Forms:
Pony
Filly
Anthro
Human
Taur (obtained from being birthed by TiraT)

Theme:


(OOC Disclaimer: This character was based off of the Tumblr creepypasta created by Jay Van Esbroek, a.k.a. Li'l Miss Jay. I have no affiliation with the creator of the original material in any way. This is purely for entertainment purposes.)